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Much too early a start thanks to the youngest Herring, but it meant I was out on the Stocean at about 7.15am to surprise the Ftone Ftafi. But somehow (possibly due to a camera pigeon) they managed to send out their big bosses all in one go. Sexy mobility scooter Davrof was there and multi-labrador man and they almost caught me singing the illegal Liften to the Ftones Fong, which would result in life imprisonment.
I am coping fine with the lockdown. Hope you are too.
I’d hoped to smash on with the book today, but after a mildly productive morning things fell apart in the afternoon. I took the kids next door to collect some eggs, but the neighbours bees were out and one stung Ernie on top of his head. My neighbour got the sting out pretty quick, but it was a bit of a shock to my two year old. I still remember the pain of being stung on a beach when I was about four and a bee got squashed against me as I lowered my arm and stung me in the armpit. I cried and ran to my mum. I was 28 years old. Oh no, wait. I already said I was four. Ruined it.
Today was a good opportunity to find out if Ernie was allergic to bee stings, so we kept an eye on him for a while and gave him some Pirotin and rubbed gel on his head and he calmed down.
Our neighbour said there would be a small bump and we should watch out for it getting bigger, but maybe due to the Herring thick skull once he was home I couldn’t even really tell where the sting had been and there were no repercussions. And we’d got some eggs, so win/win.
By the time we’d dealt with all the repercussions though and calmed Ernie down the afternoon was frittering away. Then it frittered away more because I was so tired I couldn’t hit the right keys when I was typing so had a sleep instead. Two weeks to the book deadline… Might not make it.
Another retro AIOTM went up today. I listened to the first few minutes- it’s the first time I’ve listened back to any of this for a long time - and was surprised how strong it was. Given the restrictions of time to write and rehearse especially. The idea of doing anything like this now seems impossible and not just because of the lockdown.
To be fair, that was the two or three year period where I probably realised. But look at that hair and the crazy jeans and the crazier confidence in front of a partly bemused audience. It wasn't the best of times - that was yet to come, but it was the best of the times of that period from 20-40.
